Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 159 - : Have You Ever Regretted It?

[Delving into the 40-kilometer layer]

[Next, between 40 kilometers and 60 kilometers down is where the dragon's heart exists]

[In this layer, there is a huge void]

[The dragon's heart is a powerful core. The dragon bones surrounding the heart form the strongest mysterious barrier on the surface]

[In fact, the dragon bones in this area cannot be destroyed; humans cannot chip off even a fragment]

[No matter how intense the battle is in this void, it will not affect the outside world. Moreover, the reason the heart is located here is that the defensive barrier of the passage is too strong; the dragon's body can only advance to this point]

[You return here, and the intense pain in your body has dissipated]

[There is a faint sense of peace and warmth, reminiscent of returning to the womb, as if you are part of this space]

[Recalling the time when you didn't even have a human form]

[Only able to gaze at the lights of the outside world in that ugly, non-human shape]

"This is where Moran was born."

"What abundant magical power! If it were human effort, it would definitely be impossible to harm these dragon bones. However, this place unexpectedly gives a sense of dead silence."

"Father... the place of birth..."

Merlin slowly spoke to Artoria and the others.

At this moment, the members of the Round Table could no longer ignore it; having traveled with Moran in the Albion Spirit Cave for so long.

If they still couldn't see each other's identities, that would truly be blind.

"Dead silence? That's only natural; after all, I am the incarnation of Albion's heart, the only embodiment of life here. That said, Albion has been dead for a long time..."

Moran spoke in a flat tone.

Although Artoria and Guinevere wanted to step forward to accompany him, upon seeing his lonely and sorrowful figure, they chose to give him time alone.

After decades, returning to the place of one's birth, it would surely stir emotions in anyone's heart.

[The Knights of the Round Table tried to attack the dragon bones with the holy sword]

[Lancelot's Arondight and Gawain's Sword of Revolving Victory —both swords are blessed by fairies, forged in the Inner Sea of the Planet, and are mythic weapons not belonging to humans]

[Although they could cause damage to the dragon bones, they could only leave faint cuts, and these marks would quickly disappear]

[It is impossible to excavate in this layer]

"Don't think about damaging the dragon bones; the strongest dragon's body is, in terms of specifications, stronger than mythic weapons. Follow me; I know the way down."

Moran walked ahead, leading everyone down.

The members of the Round Table awkwardly sheathed their holy swords, their hands still tingling from swinging them.

These dragon bones were much harder than they had imagined.

[Next is the layer from 60 kilometers to 80 kilometers]

[The dragon's skull, with its eyes, is here]

[This is one of your objectives for this journey]

[This is the maximum depth that normal humans can descend; beyond this is a realm that belongs only to the mysterious]

[The further you advance, the more the heart beats]

[In the dark, it feels as if a familiar and warm voice is calling, like a father's gentle words or a mother's caring inquiries for a returning child, very comforting]

"...Moran?"

"It's nothing; it just feels really good, truly good. I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time. I don't feel any pain at all; ah, this is really hard to get used to..."

"Is that so? You do seem much more spirited since you came here! I can see it."

Guinevere said happily.

Unfortunately, due to her status as a queen, she couldn't express her affection for Moran in front of the Round Table members.

[You are the incarnation of Albion]

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[This spiritual cave can be considered your first hometown. Although it cannot eradicate the oppression from the present world, the entire spiritual cave will look after you, just like Morgan as the child of the island in Britain.]

[You are the child born in this spiritual cave.]

[Even though Albion has long since perished.

[Yet, its remaining dragon instincts will still take care of you.]

"Moran..."

Artoria gazed deeply at Moran's back.

It had been a long time since she had seen him like this.

The last time was shortly after he had drawn his sword; since then, your condition had been deteriorating.

Now, seeing you regain your former brilliance and charm made her incredibly happy as a lover.

However, for some reason, there was an inexplicable sadness in her heart, as if an instinct was subtly hinting at something.

"You are indeed more spirited than ever."

"However, in Artoria's eyes, you seem like a dream, a fleeting illusion."

[It seems that the more spirited you are, the more she realizes your essence is becoming increasingly fragile and aged.]

[The Albion spiritual cave cannot provide the miracle to heal you; all it can do is allow a brief return to vitality.]

[Arriving at the place of the dragon's skull.]

[This journey is smoother than the lower levels of the magic circuit; the closer you get to the inner side of the Star Sea, the nature of the space you are in will change.]

[The foundation that now constitutes that layer is no longer something that can be explained by physical phenomena; it is a scene, a miracle composed of Earth's memories.]

[It is a place similar to an information space.]

[The final destination of the last dragon is here.]

"We are nearing the end. Moran, since your birth, you have been helping Britain, fulfilling the late King Uther's wish to protect his offspring, allowing the once-child to grow into the ideal king, bringing brilliance and happiness to countless people, allowing many to witness love and hope."

"On this journey, you have been battered and bruised, and now you have entered a realm that will ultimately lead to extinction. Have you ever regretted it?"

[At this final moment, Merlin turned to look at you, her light red eyes swirling with emotional heat.]

[At this point, she clearly understood the developments to come.]

[But her human side made her stop and turn back, once again speaking to you, making a final inquiry.]

"I have never regretted it—this is my decision, and it is the path I chose. I have given everything for my love, I have shed all my blood for the things I am passionate about. I believe this is the fate and happiness I pursue. Even now, I am still traveling this path."